Best poem on Friends

DOSTO KA SAATH

Kitna gajab ka ye phera hai,

Pata Ni zindagi kya Khel-Khel Raha hai;

Kabhi tha udas yaha,

Aur kabhi mil Raha dosto ka mela hai..

 

STREE SAMMAAN

Aurat hai wo koi Khel Ni

Khelo nahi varna haroge hee:

Stree hai wo tumhari maa behen bhabhi

Izzat karna tum seekho Abhi.

 

 

MAA KA PYAAR

Ek Teri hee Mohabbat yaha sachi bai,

 Kya dekha kabhi us sa farista kisine Kahi hai?

Baki duniya ne ishq me sart hai Rakha:

Wo maa thi jo beswarth pyar karti hai.

 

YOU MY WISH

I wish you could see;

The rush in me that I used to feel,

No matter what you said to me,

I know to love you till the end,

You are the only thing that I used to think.

 

MALIK

Ya Malik tere dar pe hu 

Kabhi toh Apne Didar Kara:

Mana galtiya bahut ki hai, 

Magar har pal tera khauf raha…

 

NEEND

Hai kaha wo ghum gayi,

Na jane kaha chup gayi;

A Raat kaali mujhe tu mat satta,

Meri neend mujhe wapas kar ja…


FAREB

Kya keh Raha Mai tumko ki apnapan kya Hota hai,

Kabhi maine hee paya nahi jab sath apno ka kaisa hota hai;

Ye duniya hai farebo ka apne isme kaha rahe,

Jo kal the Apne aaj wo bhi hum par has rahe.

 

SHAJISH

Rooh Ko aaram kaha,

Dekh-Mai bechain khada;

Sanso ki ruswai hai,

Na Jane maut kaha apne-aap Ko chupai hai.

 

Meri khwahish thi jo jeene ki,

Ab dam hai Dekho Tod rahi;

Jeene ki ikchha  hai nahi,

 Hey Malik ye kaisi shajish hui


Location: India

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